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Su Changqing's brows furrowed slightly, revealing a fragile beauty, and she continued to draw out the star power from her spiritual orifice, causing her face to look too pale at this time.
When the sword cultivator disciple who was currently fighting with the girl saw this, he was very worried. He was really afraid that if he struck with a sword, Junior Sister Su would be shocked to death by his powerful sword power.
——Well, even though the swords he struck out were more violent and colder than the last, this did not prevent him from silently caring for the fragile Junior Sister Su in his heart.
It is certain that this sword cultivator disciple from Zhuyue Peak is trying out a very new kind of brother-sister relationship.
It wasn't that he wanted to attack the junior sister, it was because his hands and sword had their own ideas. The sword cultivator held back a handful of sad tears for his life, and looked at Su Changqing with complicated eyes.
Alas, I hope Junior Sister Su can understand his sincerity.
Su Changqing not only couldn't understand his sincerity, but she also felt that the senior brother from Zhuyue Peak in front of her had a grudge against her before?
The knife that slashed at her became more and more fierce, and the power of each knife was very shocking and violent. Instantly, a heavy sense of oppression rushed over her face, as if it was going to crush her to the ground.
Although Su Changqing's face was extremely pale, in fact, the star power in her body was still very abundant, at least it was not like what the sword cultivator disciples thought, and she would go to see Lord Taishan with just one sword strike.
The girl's red lips formed a thin line. She suddenly bent her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled at the sword cultivator, as if the spring breeze was breaking through the frozen soil.
The finger bones she held on the fire-burning stick glowed with a cold white color. The next moment, the long stick swung, and the force penetrated the tip of the stick. The star power suddenly filled the stick body, like thousands of stars twisting and crisscrossing, and a star fire seal condensed. To the extreme, it explodes instantly.
Under the girl's weak and gentle smile are the cold sword edges and poisonous thorns.
"boom--"
"boom--"
"Qiang——"
The knife and the stick collided directly. The stick bent and the blade trembled slightly. Senhan's sharp knife suddenly shattered, as if it was split apart by the hard impact of the stick and the Spark Seal.
The sword cultivator's expression changed. He was shocked by the force of the collision between the sword and stick and took a step back. His pupils widened slightly, as if he was still a bit stunned by what just happened.
He looked up and down at the fire stick in Su Changqing's hand, and he was surprised. It was obviously just an ordinary long stick, but the power it used was so amazing!
Before he could figure it out, Su Changqing's extremely dark fire-burning stick was spinning in his hand, and he made a move with the dancing stick. The strong wind whipped up by the swing was like a storm blowing away. In an instant, the Wuhua stick turned into a sweeping stick and suddenly drew a perfect arc forward. A powerful and majestic momentum swept out and filled the entire square.
The stick is a long-lasting weapon without an edge. It seems to be more merciful than the sword, but in fact its offensive has always been wide open and close, which is more suitable for defeating the enemy——
You advance and I retreat, you retreat and I advance;
They were beaten all around, and the ground was full of teeth.
The girl has a soft and slender figure, but her back is straight and straight. Her dark eyebrows, which seem to be frowning but not frowning at the moment, hide a coldness and sharpness. The tip of the stick flashes with an extremely cold edge, which makes people's hearts and minds cannot help but be captured by it.
The eyebrows of the disciple who cultivated the sword's eyebrows condensed. At this time, he was surrounded by a domineering and powerful aura. The sword's intention was horizontal and horizontal. In an instant, the sword was stabbed out. The golden light of the sword flashed, but in an instant, it seemed to turn into a golden dragon and rush out of the abyss, like breaking through mountain gravel. Chopping down.
The intersection of the stick wind and the sword force exploded with a bang, crackling and crackling. Even the square stone platform where the two of them were standing on seemed to be shaking and shattering under this destructive force.
The combined force of the surging stick wind and the force of the sword swept across the sky, causing the surrounding wind and clouds to change, and the scene became loud and powerful.
The aftershocks shook around the stone platform, easily tearing apart the barriers between Su Changqing and the sword cultivator disciples, causing both of them to take a few steps back due to the aftershocks.
Su Changqing frowned and looked at the hem of her skirt. A large piece of it had been scratched by the force just now. The situation of the sword cultivator disciple was not much better. Both sleeves of the clothes were completely broken, and the exposed hands were The veins on his arms are bulging, and the wheat-colored muscle lines are smooth and tight, full of untamable wildness and ferocity. He even looks more physically cultivated than Xiao He.
The thick blood surged up, and the pale girl suppressed it with force.
